Carries Poems - Poems about Carries

Child of the stars, my voice carries you through the cosmic darkness, We speak of sparkling children, burned by the golden light of ambitions, Childhoods scattered among book pages, too wise, too bright, Stars of the neighborhood, shining like gods among mortals, They make you feel divinity flowing through your veins like a river of light, But tell me, do...

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For my parents, I am the son who carries their prayers on his shoulders like wings of light, in a silent dance of stars gathering to build a universe worthy of their love. They say they're lucky to have me, but I'm just an echo of the love I was bathed in. For my younger brother, I am...

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She carries with her a secret one she’ll keep forever She once loved her children ‘till they used her as a lever against...

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In the river of life, each drop carries a touch of magic, a hidden secret, Yet in its flow, it merges into a majestic and ancient song, Thus are our lives, solitary stars shining in the night, But together we form constellations, a story written on the infinite sky. Like a shard of light dancing in the first rays...

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The only thing that lives within us and keeps us away from death, ...

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I immerse myself in the night that carries memories, with a taste of melancholy, on the platform of a forgotten station, where souls meet only in passing, like shadows dancing to the rhythm of a moving train. And Jesus, with his gentle and sad face, stood there, at the door, contemplating the mysteries of dusk, the windows of a train that knows...

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A land of squeaky-clean beauty, green-carpet trails-reaches, Natural fountains, streams, rivers, seas, and freshwater lakes Chinnereth, land of the gentiles, and the way of beaches Pristine gem stones like rocky, hilly, and mountainous flakes "How beautiful are the feet of them that preach the gospel - of peace, and bring glad tidings of good things!" It's there, indeed. He walked, bearing...

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The happy drops of the rain that irrigates the thirsty ground Carrying the memory of every soul In love with the rain they all sing Rain gives water, water gives life Life gives memories, Memories engraved in each single drop That makes me cry not because of the sadness But the overwhelming joy like the million...

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The wind carries on, seeking a peaceful place, to muss hair and raise Cain. With no friends to meet, it invites the flowers, to scent the summer breeze. The birds draft its thermals, to far-away places, where sunset calms the wind. To rest and dream of flight, where the lavender haunts, the windless way. Then to resume the search,...

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Love the man who carries your laughter in his palms as if it were a wandering star, Love the soul that gifts you moments, and not just ephemeral masks of happiness. Love the heart that boasts about you to strangers when you're not there, Love the one who knows the difference between mere desire and the sudden blaze...

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Often conversation carries Us through the day For talking about things is Basic to an alliance Yet at other times, we survive A comfortable presence Where the air is thick with love – Nothing need be said....

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Who carries your heart Tenderly in their hands Keeping it protected Its needs they understand Providing safety and warmth Guarding it from all harm Love and gently nurturing it Encouraging balance and calm Who carries your heart When heavy or in sickness In the good times and the bad Unconditionally with forgiveness...

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When time is not favorable Grow not mentally feeble Just wait for something better Patience is a great matter Always fate will not be bad A fine time can be surely had We have to adjust our mind Or else, we will be just fined Keep your cool and wait Fall not in worry's bait Time will sanction glory Try feeling not very sorry In life, hurdle...

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The wind carries my song From my lips to the corners of the earth, And the flowers in gladness bloom, The trees stand a little taller, And the springs bubble from the roots of the mountains. The wind carries my whispers From my teeth to the skies. But I am oblivious to their sound; My musings fall not upon my own ears. Give...

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She strains to find her footing in orthopedic shoes my grandmother's clop-clop walk to me unbalanced steadied by a backbone of faith She bears a tattered, red carpet bag, solid...

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